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It was just another night or so it seemed. Everything seemed okay. I had surrounded myself with some friends and people close to me. I was able to enjoy a good laugh or few with these people. For once, I felt okay. It didn't feel like there was something tearing at my soul.
The night ended just as all nights do. Time was always my enemy but it was okay. As usual, I turned off all the lights in my room and sat in the solitude. I went through my usual routine of retracing the day, highlighting the best parts of it. Of course, What wasn't to love? I got to spend time with my mate and I had a chance to get away from that dreaded man who so frequently caused me the excruciating pain that my friends see me in everyday. I knew I couldn't just run from him forever. I knew that the moment would come when I would be back in his cold, heartless grasp.
Moments afterwards, my phone screen lit up beside me in the darkness. I half expected a skype message since I had gained many more friends since I met the man that I stand beside today. But I was deceived as it was another wretched text message. It felt like a hot nail being driven into my heart as my eyes touched each word. I have stood my ground and tried my hardest to ignore the constant flow of insults and slander but it was finally getting to me similarly like the other night. I let the thought slip for a split second as I backed out onto the home screen of my phone, gazing at the picture of the man who held my heart now. I couldn't help but think to myself why I ever let myself fall into this situation and I often wondered why I am where I am now. I never dreamed that I would constantly be hurt this much. I swallowed hard as the notification bar was alive with incoming texts. All of them was from him, each one hammering the red hot stake further and further into my heart.
I thought carefully to myself that I was strong enough to be nearing a month. I knew I couldn't just back down now and let him win again but the ache was killing me. I was tired of the conflict, I was tired of the hatred. All I could wish for is peace to be happy where I am. I never wanted to be dissected of every flaw I possess and I really didn't like being told that I don't deserve who I am with because deep down I knew that was true as well.
Opening the text app, I clenched my teeth as I looked over every last sentence. Whore. Slut. Psychotic bitch. Poor excuse of life. It all burned into my mind until I couldn't stand to sit in silence. The lump in my throat grew painful as I busted into the bathroom, slamming the door into the wall with such force that it nearly echoed down the hollow hallway halls. I firmly pressed my palms on the porcelain sink and gazed into the mirror at myself. It felt as if my phone was physically screaming the hurtful words at me, but it wasn't the words that was hurting me. It was the fact that all those words seemed right to me.
I ran a little water in the sink and splashed my face with it, trying to make the ache die down that screamed at me to cry. Cautiously, I checked my phone again. More texts set in my lock screen as well as a few skype messages. I dared to unlock the phone and check the messages which was my initial mistake.
Filthy whore. Ugly fat bitch.
It hurt, It made my head hurt and I felt myself fall to my knees, overcame with dizziness and nausea from the emotional pain I was feeling. I couldn't contain the tears any longer and felt them roll down my muzzle, splashing onto my phone screen. I forced my other hand firmly against the wall in front of me to keep the room from spinning so rapidly but I felt my claws scrape at the wallpaper as I felt myself fall sideways. By this point, I felt my body convulse into violent muscle spasms as I heaved for air between my sobs. I recalled the last time I felt this horrid was when I lost my mother back in 2004. My phone buzzed violently beside me and I eventually gained my resolve enough to stand up off the floor. Looking at my phone's time, It was 2:21am. There was no one I could really call to help me feel better.
I took a sharp breath and threw the phone to the floor again before walking out of the bathroom.
"I will never understand why you hate me so much to cause me so much pain. All I ever did was give you my devotion, and my loyalty only to be treated like nothing. For that, I hate you just as much as you hate me...."
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